Aileen bit her lower lip with an expression of uncertainty on her face, which made her seem especially fragile. Black quickly closed the distance between them and picked the girl up in his arms. She gasped in surprise, but still grabbed his shoulders tighter.
“I can walk on my own.”
Black was surprised by this small protest, and he barely suppressed a smile. The woman in his arms was so light, he felt so good with her, and she was right where he wanted her to be.
"You don't have any shoes on. I'll carry you." He stopped looking at her, looked back at the jeep, and quickly stepped forward.
"Where are we going?" she relaxed a little.
"I'm carrying you off the road. I don't want to be interrupted by anyone trespassing." He stopped near the jeep. "See that blanket folded on the back seat?
